My Dear Miss Hannah
'Excuse the mess', her voice trickled through, as I walked into the room. Piles and piles of dirty plates and cups -all stacked up, like a junkyard shop.
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'Excuse the mess', her voice trickled through, as I walked into the room. Piles and piles of dirty plates and cups -all stacked up, like a junkyard shop.
My mum has loved me forever. From the first inkling of morning sickness. To the pain of full term labour. When I kicked and screamed in the supermarket. When I threw my food on the floor.
It's killing me To know you are stuck in there Knowing its me you want to see Wanting to show you how much I care.
I have so many aches and pains already, But the best are those that come from being wrapped around your sholders. I am thankful they are broad enough to carry me.
#emotion I get confused these days At least that's what the wife says I put it down to getting old But it's not just that, or so I'm told Like when I caught a bus Oh my goodness, what a fuss.
Today has been a day of mixed emotions. It's only a few days until my wife's last chemo but that is hardly cause for celebration.
After the burial of my uncle, things at home went from bad to worse, my mum already wasn't taking care of herself, I had to make sure she was taking her medication.
I was finally back home after 6 months being away I missed my home and my neighbours but nothing compared to how I missed mum.